Money changers

A little Lenten story

The priest asked me to come and help with an afternoon christening at church, which I did. His wife (another priest) kindly entertained the children while I helped host the family gathered around the font.

After the service was over, I went next door to the vicarage while the priest closed up the church. We were just sitting down to our cups of tea when he piled in with a bemused and slightly exasperated affect.

“I’ll have my tea,” he said, “but then I’ll have to go back. They filled up the holy water stoop with loose change! I’ll have to clean it out and re[dedicate? I don’t remember quite what he said, but you get the gist] it.”

So he drank his tea and wandered back across the lawn, while his wife and I watched our children at play and wondered idly why the coins should contaminate the water, rather than the water sanctify the well-meant and only slightly misplaced offerings.

About Rosalind C Hughes

Rosalind C Hughes is a priest and author living near the shores of Lake Erie. After growing up in England and Wales, and living briefly in Singapore, she is now settled in Ohio. She serves an Episcopal church just outside Cleveland. Rosalind is the author of A Family Like Mine: Biblical Stories of Love, Loss, and Longing , and Whom Shall I Fear? Urgent Questions for Christians in an Age of Violence, both from Upper Room Books. She loves the lake, misses the ocean, and is finally coming to terms with snow.
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